My story

My name is Ali and my story is a little complicated.

It started when I was like 5or 6 and it continued on until I was like 12 or 13. I was sexually abused by my father and I still contact him often. I know I shouldn’t talk to him and I should be mad that all of this happened but to me it still feels like everything was fine. It’s even worse to have to say that I actually gave him consent the entire time but I was so young and my dad is a very manipulative person it still is really hard to get out of that mind set of not being mad at him. I have told a few family members about it but my grandma still wants me to live with him when he gets out of jail. He was arrested for a relationship he had with my under aged cousin. I know when he gets out he won’t be fixed and I have mentioned that it’s possible that I could have ptsd and every time I say something he asked what I could possibly have ptsd from and I don’t have the bravery to admit it’s from the years with him. I apologize for my rant. I just wanted to get it off my chest.